I love the way your mind works.
My daughter and I saw a smashed pumpkin, just like this, at her school bus stop a few weeks ago, and she made up all kinds of stories, too. Your poem is unique and witty. I chuckled at this part “the wife hit him with it in anger in-turn the man smashed it on the road.”
You set up several scenes for the readers: like a movie. Really clever.
Nice to “meet” you.
HGS

Excellent – I really enjoyed this, especially your last stanza 😀
“Or maybe it happened to be there
just like I happened to be there
at that moment, just by chance
it was no one’s business to conjure stories about it.”